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When I first heard about the concept of love All I was taught Was overwhelming heart-pumping lips quivering speech stuttering palms sweating mind boggling Love. No one bothered to say a word about Lust. about how attraction did not always mean Love. I started throwing away good things because I was underwhelmed My heart was keeping a pretty steady pace My lips were plastered in a smile My speech was as smooth as the sea My palms were closer to the Sahara than the Mediterranean And my mind, well, my mind was wondering what do I do next? My mind was categorizing this man as a friend. Because for some reason I am not allowed to have control of myself while I am talking to a male I am attracted to For some reason he has to make me feel a certain type of way in order to be someone I love. For some reason this was the only way to know who I was in love with. The truth is, that man , the one who clearly wasn't my soul mate, is now my best friend the love of my life.
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
Concepts vs. Reality
When I first heard about the concept of love All I was taught Was overwhelming heart-pumping lips quivering speech stuttering palms sweating mind boggling Love. No one bothered to say a word about Lust. about how attraction did not always mean Love. I started throwing away good things because I was underwhelmed My heart was keeping a pretty steady pace My lips were plastered in a smile My speech was as smooth as the sea My palms were closer to the Sahara than the Mediterranean And my mind, well, my mind was wondering what do I do next? My mind was categorizing this man as a friend. Because for some reason I am not allowed to have control of myself while I am talking to a male I am attracted to For some reason he has to make me feel a certain type of way in order to be someone I love. For some reason this was the only way to know who I was in love with. The truth is, that man , the one who clearly wasn't my soul mate, is now my best friend the love of my life.
brooke-bello
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
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